Christianity is not a patent medicine. Christianity claims to give an account of facts - to tell you what the real universe is like. Its account of the universe may be true, or it may not, and once the question is really before you, then your natural inquisitiveness must make you want to know the answer. If Christianity is untrue, then no honest man will want to believe it, however helpful it might be: if it is true, every honest man will want to believe it, even if it gives him no help at all.

I was with book, as a woman is with child.

The old field of space, time, matter, and the senses is to be weeded, dug, and sown for a new crop. We may be tired of that old field: God is not.

It seems to me that we often, almost sulkily, reject the good that God offers us because, at that moment, we expected some other good.

It's not a question of God 'sending' us to Hell. In each of us there is something growing up which will of itself be Hell unless it is nipped in the bud.

God is the only comfort, He is also the supreme terror: the thing we most need and the thing we most want to hide from.

I'm a beast, I am, and a Badger what's more. We don't change. We hold on.